Mail-Order Husband:The Millionaire's Debt

By: Rebecca Tilley

Chapter 7

“Who is it?” a haughty voice came from the other side of the door.

“A customer,” replied Micah.

“I am far too busy to see any customers at the moment. Go see one of the tellers, I am sure they can assist you with any needs you have.”

“I’m here to see you.”

“I cannot see you now. Make an appointment and I will see you in a couple of days.”

Micah opened the office door and walked in. Mr. Gantry’s face registered alarm. He was unaccustomed to his wishes being ignored—especially by customers. “Are you Lonny?”

Lonny regained his composure somewhat to reply, “I am Mr. Gantry and I would appreciate if you would address me as such.”

“I’m sure you would Lonny. I would like to have a meeting with you and the bank’s manager, Alvin.”

“You and a lot of other people, but as I said earlier I am far too busy, and I don’t believe Mr. Albertson is in at the moment.”

“Is Alvin in the habit of being out of his office at two o’clock in the afternoon?”

Lonny was becoming flustered. “No, Mr. Albertson is not typically out at this time of day, but he mentioned that he would be visiting customers this afternoon, and not to expect him back.”

“Let’s go see,” Micah said with a wink and a halfcocked smile.

“I won’t go with you. If you wish to have a meeting with either Mr. Albertson or myself, you will need to make an appointment with our secretary for next week.”

Micah reached out a large hand and caught hold of Lonny’s suit jacket and started pulling him toward the manager’s office. “Sir,” Mr. Gantry continued, “This is no way to treat a civilized man. We have guards on staff that will stop you by force if necessary, so I suggest you let me go right now.”

As Mr. Gantry was speaking, a guard caught sight of the scene and started to reach for his gun. Before he could draw his weapon, however, Micah looked at him, put two fingers to the brim of his hat, and gave a small salute. The guard tried to suppress a smile as he turned his back on Mr. Gantry.

Outraged Mr. Gantry said, “I can’t believe he just did that. I will have his job today.”

“I’m sure you will. Let’s go see about that meeting with Alvin.”

Mr. Gantry started to shout loud enough for the whole bank to hear, “MR. ALBERTSON IS NOT HERE. YOU CANNOT SEE HIM.”

Micah saw the secretary that was posted outside of the manager’s office, jump to her feet and scurry through the door. When Micah and Mr. Gantry arrived a few seconds later, Micah tried the door knob, but found it locked.

“I told you sir, there’s no way for us to have a meeting today. Mr. Albertson is out, and I’m far too busy with pressing matters.”

“Pressing matters like finishing up the illegal foreclosure on the Haynes place?”

Mr. Gantry’s eyes widened and his mouth fell open. At the same time Micah took a step back, lifted his right leg, and slammed his foot into the door near the handle. The door flung open and broken pieces of the door frame flew into the room. Alvin and the secretary were cowering behind an enormous solid oak desk. Micah threw Mr. Gantry against the desk saying, “Alvin stand up you coward.” He nodded toward the secretary and said,” Ma’am, no lady should have to witness this. Would you kindly oblige me by closin’ the door on your way out?” He turned his attention back to the task at hand, his anger beginning to boil over. Once the secretary was gone, and the door closed, Micah turned an intense stare on the two men.

“Now, as for you two, I have a problem. Do you two like to pick on widows and poor folks?”

Mr. Gantry spoke up, “No sir. We try to be as fair and generous as possible with all of our clients. Ms. Haynes has fallen behind reconciliation on her loan so we were forced to foreclose.”

“I am under the impression she has two days yet to make a payment…is that correct?”

“Technically yes, but she has demonstrated a callous disregard for due dates in the past, and we felt it was in the best interest of the bank to be done with the situation once and for all.”

“The situation? Is that what Ms. Haynes is to you, a situation? Let me ask you this; is it the habit of this bank to break the law in such a reckless manner every time they perform an eviction?”

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